my long distance memory
a haiku
two thousand miles
yet inside my mind each day
do you think of me?
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my long distance memory
a haiku
two thousand miles
yet inside my mind each day
do you think of me?
His shadow in the moonlight It lingers on the earth The steel axe inside his right hand Floating in the night He steps out from the treeline Starts to cross the field The wind whistles in the dark He’
The woman wrote feverishly by the light of the stale office lights. Never had she had so much to say, so much to work with. Usually, her mind went blank with each new request or demand. Write this, wr
We’re all confused, This world is strange; We continue to fight, This world is fake. This world we’ve built, Of lies and of spite, Will continue to crumble Right before our eyes. I’ll side with you, A